|Peanut Butter Trumps Toads (But Barely)|
February 17, 2018
Nice, quiet day today. I (finally!!) dragged the accordion file of recepts, etc. from 2013 out of the garage and bagged up what I need to shred. How I can reuse the file folder for this year's crap. It's about time, too, since it's almost March. But I don't have as much filing as I used to, so it wasn't a big deal.
I got Nougat brushed, got a surprise phone call from Tim (it was so good to talk to him), even got in a few minutes of coloring. Mom brought me a bunch of markers from Ellie's.
I made coleslaw with kohlrabi, cabbage, carrots, and onions in a sweet/sour vinaigrette and breaded pork steaks for dinner. Did the dishes and now I'm outside (again) with Nougat. We were out before dinner, too. And in the morning.......twice.
And for a good part of the night, too, thanks to a toad. We watched the men's long program last night, and then I took Nougat for her last potty break. Only she didn't go potty. She hunted down a toad, and refused to budge. I went back inside and she didn't even care. I left her out there till after 1 am. I tried several times to get her to come in. She wouldn't leave the toad. Mom and Brother both came to "help", but I think three voices admonishing her just confused her. I finally got her in with a bribe of peanut butter, but even that took some doing. She had to stop and think about it before she decided peanut was better.
So, I didn't get to bed till 2 am. Then the little stinker got me up at 5 (she had to go to the bathroom by then, since she never did when she was supposed to). She tried hunting for the toad then, too, but thankfully, it was nowhere to be found. We went back to bed till 7:20, came back out (no toad!!), went in for breakfast at 8, and then I went back to bed till she insisted I get up for good at 9.
I hope to sleep better tonight. (Please don't let there be any toads!) If anyone knows of any pet safe toad repellent, let me know. I don't want to kill them, I just want them to relocate somewhere outside our fence!I
Now I think I'm going to go inside and put my feet up. My knees are still bothering me. When I walk, they hurt. Lowering myself into a chair is torture. Then, if I sit for a while, they get stiff, and it's hard to get back up. No matter what I do, I can't win. Tylenol helps some, but I don't want to take it regularly (I'm not supposed to take ibuprofen or naproxen). Most rubs smell awful, and don't do much. So I hobble along and try not to whine or complain (except here, cause this is my diary).
Eventually (sooner rather than later), I have to make an appointment with my new primary care physician. I need renewals on my prescriptions. I dislike having to break in a new dr, but I'd rather do that than go back to the old one. Perhaps she'll have some suggestions (and hopefully ones that are more helpful than telling me to lose weight)
There was a pretty golden sunset tonight. And now it's dusk. I like this time of day. It's winding down time, settling in time. Relaxing time. And that's what I'm going to do now.